Location: Minas Tirith

Behold the City of Kings, Minas Tirith, proud and fair,

Built entirely out of Lego, a marvel beyond compare.

Its walls of white and black stand strong, against the shadow's grasp

The Tower of Ecthelion soaring high, a symbol of hope that will last

This great city stands at 14 by 18 by 17 inches,

Yet in our hearts it towers high, a tiny kingdom that convinces. 

The Seven Levels of brick and plastic, a wonder to behold

A Lego masterpiece for young and old.

Here the brave of Gondor stand, ready to defend their land

And in the darkness of the night, their torches burn like a brand

The White Tree of Gondor stands tall, a symbol of hope and light

A reminder of a noble past, a beacon in the fight

For all who stand within these walls, the flame of hope burns bright

And in the heart of Minas Tirith, the spirit of the free takes flight

So let us raise our voices high, and celebrate this great city's worth

Of Minas Tirith, the City of Kings, a marvel made from Lego bricks on Earth.